Idly sitting by the fire…cigarette in tow, drawing smoke rings in the hazy air, disappearing…and reappearing once more. Thinking of you and me, chiding each other about this or that… Why is it, that there’s a fine line between love and loathing? I’d like to know, I’d like to know. Wishing you were next to […]
Read Poem: THESE ARE THE BLUES, by Marianna Gerrman — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.
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